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Emily

Times like this I think about how I need to give up on people who gave up on me a long time ago. I need to remember that I am important (maybe a little), and strong (I'm getting there), and loved (hopefully).

After my good-morning-thoughts, I slugged out of my small bed, tucked away in the corner of my small room. I paced towards my small bathroom and it occurred to me that I lived in a world of small things.

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